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The Profound Definitive Meaning Sung On the Snowy Range

Supreme guru, I bow down at your feetThe siddhis of blessings come straight from the dakinisSamaya’s nectar is the most nourishing drink

Your offering of faith has kept me so healthyThis way of gathering merit, it works quite well

For the mind that masters view, the emptiness dawnsIn the content seen, not even an atom existsA seer and seen, refined until they're goneThis way of realizing view, it works quite well

When meditation is clear light river flowThere is no need to confine it to sessions and breaksMeditator and object, refined until they're goneThis heart bone of meditation, it beats quite well

When you're sure that conduct's work is luminous lightAnd you're sure that interdependence is emptinessA doer and deed, refined until they're goneThis way of working with conduct, it works quite well

When biased thinking has vanished into spaceNo phony facades, eight dharmas, nor hopes and fears,A keeper and kept, refined until they're goneThis way of keeping samaya, it works quite well

When you've finally discovered your mind is dharmakayaAnd you're really doing yourself and others goodA winner and won, refined until they're goneThis way of winning results, it works quite well

Oh faithful students, to answer your requestThis old man is singing a song of happinessThe snow fell and sealed me in my retreatWhere the dakinis gave me all I need

The pure snow water was so deliciousWith nobody practicing, practice was gloriousWithout ever working, the harvest was perfectly reapedWithout accumulating wealth, the treasure chest was filled

Looking at mind, I see everythingBy staying low, I have come to seize the throneI have reached the highest peak—that’s the guru’s kindness to meNow sons and daughters, students gathered here

In answer to your faithful serviceI sing this song, teaching you the true DharmaMy benefactors, may it fill your hearts with joyMay all your hearts be filled with joy!

Under the guidance of Khenpo Tsultrim Gyamtso Rinooche, translated and arranged by Jim Scott. The first two and last four verses translated by Ari Goldfield. From the Tibetan text at pages 222-3.Translation copyright 2012, Jim Scott and Ari Goldfield